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JOY 14
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since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419
Wisconsin USA

0 posted 2000-04-10 06:48 PM


SHE HAUNTS

A woman standing there
Her eyes blood shot and cold
A fire lit inside of her
from the depths of hell

Her anger radiated out
Sizzled like the bacon in the pan
The grease and sweat to make the meal
Went to fill the appitite of her husband

What thanks did she get from this man
Who ate every morsel with greed,
Who watched as she scrubbed the floors
with a hateful stare boring into the sheen...
Nothing!
He even failed to bring home the check
Beer taking the place
Of last month's rent

A plate left empty every evening
The table bare
Something happened after dinner
Sometimes...
She knew what
and where

She screamed inside
She screamed inside so loud!
But when the hand got closer
Nobody heard a sound.

For whimpering was silenced
And tears were wiped away,
When the hand got close enough
She closed up and prayed

Slow motion,
flailing limbs
The slamming of the door,
falling
hitting
the hard wood floor.

The beatings became routine
After a while
Hands bandaged and bound
In her tears she sought refudge
But only despair was what she found.

A woman standing there
Her eyes showing rage through the tears
Palms up
wrists slashed
with a kitchen knife
Her bloody scars showing her defeat
What a beautiful life!

One night though
As she lay there
Motionless on her bedroom floor
The light from the bathroom
Reflecting shadows on her callused hands
Off the blue painted walls...
She became death's loyal servant
The man had finaly won.
There was nothing left to do but
Pop the pills in
one
by
one.

Death came for her much too soon
But it became too much to bear
Being her husband's loyal servent
Was her crime!
That night she was beaten
For the very
last
time.

A woman standing there
Life after death she haunts
Her blood shot, cold, eyes
tell of the battle she fought.
Her cries now come
from within
And she screams
from the inside out.


Thanks for reading this, even though it was a bit long.  What did you think?
Joy

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Joel the wolf
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since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333
Angels Camp
1 posted 2000-04-10 08:55 PM


Very graphic, coming from a home with a drunk old man, and beatings taken in the night
this is very graphic for me.
I can see you have put a lot into it, paying attention to detail, and feelings.
It paints man very dark, and the woman very ? submissive, given up, I personally know so many women that would fight to their last breath. and I’ve trained most of them to do so.
Keep up the good work kid
Joel.

 

JOY 14
Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419
Wisconsin USA
2 posted 2000-04-10 10:18 PM


Joel,
Thanks for your thoughts. In this poem I'm not talking about most women, I'm talking about this one woman and her struggle, and while this is also a ficitional work, it happens all the time.  It shouldn't!  

Yes, I did spend quite a while on this one, trying to make these emotions be as real as possible, trying to get the right effect.  I'm glad you noitced.
Thanks again.

Joy

[This message has been edited by JOY 14 (edited 04-10-2000).]

tracie66
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since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713
Australia
3 posted 2000-04-11 09:14 AM


Joy~
This was indeed very haunting~
Well written
Tracie~


 Keep all the windows of your mind open
Anne Rooks


dhuron
Member
since 2000-03-19
Posts 476

4 posted 2000-04-11 11:34 AM


This was excellent.  Graphic, Violent.  It is a shame that this happens, but also more so when some take this way out.  Great Work, excellent detail.  Keep up the good work.




 The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, not the kindly smile, not the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone believes in him and is willing to trust him with his friendship."

--Ralph Waldo Emerson


JOY 14
Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419
Wisconsin USA
5 posted 2000-04-11 05:37 PM


Thank you Tracie and dhuron.  I'm glad you liked it.

Joy

Irish Rose
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since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263

6 posted 2000-04-11 08:48 PM


I wanted to wipe her brow, and carry her away...to safety


 Kathleen


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